SUPERPOWER CAMERA OF LOVE
I'm slowly learning how to use YouTube. Including for self-aggrandizement. Click play below for Exhibit "A" in this regard.
Meanwhile, I just noticed that YouTube is currently delivering me a big kick in the ego sack. On the page attached to my YouTube profile, there are three or four boxes detailing my profile's accomplishments. It says, for example, that I have posted two videos on YouTube, and that I have nothing in my video log, and that I have no "favorites." And then it just gets nasty.
It says that I have no subscribers.
And worse: it says I have no friends. The truth hurts.
Anyway, I hope you derive a modicum of enjoyment from this poor quality video featuring a middling quality aspiring singer-songwriter (me) strumming through what I think is a high quality original number about a metaphorical Love Connection.
Because the recording sucks so bad, I cut and pasted the lyrics below.
INTRODUCTION:
She’s an extra enhanced, digital, superpower camera of love.
With her x-ray vision and her telephoto lens, guess what she can take a picture of.
Cause she’s an extra enhanced, infinity millimeter, satellite camera of love.
And from the look in her eyes, man, I know, when she’s focused she can see my soul.
FIRST VERSE:
She’s Apollo 12, and I’m a rock on the moon.
She’s the Audubon Society, and I’m a stamp of a loon.
The way she shakes her head at me, when I’m f*cking around.
15 men on a dead man’s chest – I’m a pirate ship that’s run aground.
CHORUS:
She’s an extra enhanced, digital, superpower camera of love.
With her x-ray vision and her telephoto lens, guess what she can take a picture of.
Cause she’s an extra enhanced, infinity millimeter, satellite camera of love.
From the look in her eyes, man, I know, when she’s focused she can see my soul.
SECOND VERSE:
She’s the Nobel Prize, and I’m a petri dish.
She is Santa Claus, and I’m hoping that I get my wish.
But when she’s sitting tragically, my heart weighs a metric ton.
Until she turns into the eight ball, and I’m the corner pocket...
when she comes to me, I know I’ve won.
FINAL CHORUS:
She’s an extra enhanced, digital, superpower camera of love.
With her x-ray vision and her telephoto lens, guess what she can take a picture of.
Yea she’s an extra enhanced, infinity millimeter, satellite camera of love.
And from the look in her eyes, man, I know, when she’s focused she can see my soul.
CODA:
She’s a supersonic jet, and I’m the speed of sound.
And from the look in her eyes, man, I know, when she’s focused she can see my soul.
5 Comments:
And you want to be my latex salesman.
I'm pretty sure with these dope sounds we could move some product.
That's all I'm saying.
I particularly enjoy the 'venue' you've chosen for this little performance.
Next thing you know you'll be wearing a bra on your head.
I subscribed just to make you feel better.
You are the best, Carmin. Of course that doesn't solve my "no friends" problem ...
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